Chapter 557 To Set Off Your Vulgarity

Mu Beiting sneered, his eyes dark and frightening.

Before classmate Shao Bai could react, someone had already picked up the skirt of his shirt: "Are you sleeping with me every night?"

"Don't be so stingy? I know you don't want to sell my little sister-in-law, but I thought about it after I went back. I can pay for a half of the Wanwan. You only need to give me a few days every month. "

Seeing that Shao Bai's newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

Mu Chenzhou grinned at the side, grinning, so...wretched.

So, within five minutes before the fan meeting started, Shao Bai was successfully picked up by a furious man and thrown out of the venue.

When Mu Beiting came back, he happened to see a staff member selling Su Xiangwan's goods at the entrance of the venue.

His footsteps paused slightly, his eyes fell on the pile of thick T-shirts and pillows, his eyes were dim.

"Sir, are you also a fan of Wanwan? Do you want to buy a T-shirt to wear? Or a pillow is also fine, it's very soft!"

The girl who sold the peripherals smiled very sweetly, and couldn't help but secretly looked at Mu Beiting a few times.

The man's eyes were gloomy, and after a few seconds he asked coldly, "How many more do you have?"

"What?" The girl froze for a moment.

"Her surroundings."

"Oh, about two thousand T-shirts and five hundred throw pillows."

"All of them."

Mu Beiting said in a cold voice, and paid directly with his card.

Then he stared at the girl who sold the goods and said, "Don't sell it to anyone."

"Okay... yes sir."

Mu Beiting turned around and returned to the meeting place. The girl who sold the goods stared at his back for a while, and couldn't help but ask, "Sir, would you like to wear a T-shirt? Otherwise, Goddess Wan Wan may not know that you are her." loyal fans."

Mu Beiting paused slightly.

His eyes fell on the light pink T-shirt.

The T-shirt is produced by assembly line printing. It is light pink and a bit aggressive, and there are many thread ends around it.

Except for the photo of a cartoon version of a woman printed on the chest, there is almost nothing to look at.

But thinking of the T-shirts on Mu Chenzhou and Mu Shaobai, Mu Beiting turned around and walked back, grabbed a T-shirt and a pillow, and left.

When he returned to the venue again, Mu Chenzhou's jaw almost dropped from shock.

"Brother, brother... are you my brother?"

Mu Beiting glanced at him lightly, and his eyes fell on the small stage.

"You, you, you, why are you wearing pink?" Mu Chenzhou couldn't help but speak again.

You know, his brother has been very picky since he was a child. Except for a few frigid colors, he has never seen him wear other colors.

Not to mention, it's still such a flamboyant pink.

Mu Beiting glanced at him lightly: "To set off your vulgarity."

"That's right, that's right, it's vulgar for us to wear pink, and it's fairy-tale for you to wear pink." Mu Chenzhou rolled his eyes.

Mu Beiting snorted and looked down at the pillow in his arms.

The one printed on it is a Q version of her, with long curly hair, big eyes, a little charming and indescribably cute.

He hugged him hard.

Well, it's quite soft.

But when he thought of so many people hugging the pillow with her picture on it, he felt aggrieved.

Not long after, Mu Shaobai came back panting heavily.

His brother is so ruthless, he hung him directly on the bridge.

Mu Shaobai looked at Mu Beiting resentfully: "Brother, you are so cruel...Thanks to my good arm strength, otherwise I would have killed two people, do you know that?"

Mu Beiting glanced at him lightly, and there was a mental retardation on the left and right.

He couldn't be happier.

Be angry, but keep smiling.